It had been about three days since anyone had glimpsed Baku outside of his room now, but here he was, shuffling into the room with quite the shadow over him. Even now, the youth looked as if he hadn't slept in that entire time he was recuperating, but his intense training was hardly to blame. Word of Miyume's demise traveled rather quickly, it seemed, and despite his limited contact with her, the event still took a toll on the teen's psyche.

Odder still was that it seemed that Baku had decided to show up immediately after his personal extended Kendo practice; he was still wearing his keikogi and hakama, gear contained within a large bag slung over his shoulder.